TV review: The Little Paris Kitchen: Cooking With Rachel Khoo united the holy lady trinity of Paris, fashion and cake.

Finally: exquisitely presented cake (Picture: BBC)

‘My name is Rachel Khoo, I’m a food writer and a cook.’ Given longer to elaborate on this introduction she might have added ‘I also have a wardrobe packed full of cute polka dot dresses and an ability to eat nearly all foods seductively, tongue first.’

After all, the charm of The Little Paris Kitchen is not only in its simple and petite recipes but Khoo’s vivaciousness, floaty wardrobe and English-girl-in-Paris circumstance (‘who needs a French man when you’ve got sugary delights like this?’ – she seriously actually utters this sentence at one point).

This week cooking up chouquettes, ouefs en cocotte and chocolate lava cake in her miniature kitchen in trendy Bellville the methods frequently border on twee â teacups are used as ramekins, nearly all dishes are dusted, you get the picture â and the show does seem created to meet the demand of a nation dosed up to its eyeballs on cute cupcakes of late, but really The Little Paris Kitchen is hard to dislike.

Creating food neater than Jamie Oliver with his let’s-just-bloody-cook-it-in-a-wheelbarrow approach and less overtly sexual in style than Nigella’s ‘R&B video’ Kitchen, Khoo’s culinary output is often mouth-watering and easy enough to recreate at home. And she need not bemoan her tiny kitchen for much longer, the sales of her series-accompanying recipe book should afford her the grandest château.